Looking around, you see a dozen other wolf-like eyes staring at you from the forest. All of them are quiet. All of them are watching, silently.
You don't even wait. You pull the broken flashlight out of the corpse's throat and wave it at them like a knife. "You wanna try me!?!" you scream at the top of your lungs.
A few of them back away. One or two more lower their heads. A few sets of eyes narrow.
You take a few steps towards them with no hesitation. If they act like animals, she would show them who was in charge. "You want to!?!" you shout at them.
All but one in that direction back away. The last remaining one rises up onto two legs and sneers.
Then it blinks, looking confused.
You jump back when you feel something at your hip. One of the smaller ones had approached, but it was cautiously rubbing up against you. You almost strike at it, but it's keeping its head down, watching you tentatively.
Most of the others had moved over to the one you killed. After a moment, they started to howl in mourning.
"Uh... okay," you say. "I'll be leaving now." You step away from it and move towards a spot where some of the others had moved away from when you made your earlier threatening stance.
The large one that had been standing in your way before steps in front of you.
You raise your weapon. "Back off," you snap at it.
With a single flick of its arm, the broken flashlight remains are knocked out of your hand. The creature gives a dismissive snort as it glances at the discarded weapon.
As soon as it's eyes returned to you, you ram both of your index fingers right into each eye. It staggers back as it raises its hands to its face, and then lets out a howl of rage. But at this point you know you can't fight off a dozen of these things. With the one giving you a look of it wanting revenge for its mate or friend or whatever, you figure you need to get away from that one and then just book it.
Luckily it was taking that one a while for its vision to return. You hadn't poked hard enough to permanently damage its eyes, unfortunately; still it gave you a chance to run while the others were more focused on the one you killed.
Even as you ran, you could hear the pack behind you regathering and turning its attention back to coming after you. Without slowing down, you glance around for weapons. A branch. A rock. A stick. Anything to-.
Freefall.
"Oh shit!" you cry as you run out into open air twenty feet over a river. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Sh-"
*SPLASH!*